Taking the Plunge ((Violet))
Apr 17, 2014 13:04:26 GMT -5
Post by Gabe Mead on Apr 17, 2014 13:04:26 GMT -5
No one could ever accuse Gabe, or Violet now that he thought about it, as rushing into anything with their relationship. He'd been dating Violet now for almost four years and it had taken him a while within that relationship to tell her that he was in love with her even after he'd known it to be true. Likewise she'd taken a while in the same relationship to be ready to get completely intimate. Overall, it was obvious that neither of them was ever in a rush to get places. However, at some point he'd decided that he was ready to commit further to the girl that he'd been dating for so long. It hadn't been an easy decision, nor a cheap one, so it had taken him a bit of time to save up the money that it took to buy her engagement ring. He'd used that time though to try and think up the best way to propose. Personally, he didn't really think that it mattered and he didn't understand why they lived in a society where proposals were such a big and overdone thing, but he figured that he might as well put some effort into it.
True, Violet might not be the most demanding girl around, but she did still tend to have a preference toward romantic things, so she'd probably be happier if he didn't just randomly ask her some morning when she woke up or whatever. Overall, he was pretty happy with what he'd come up with and he hoped that Violet would be too, even though it wasn't exactly the most special thing or all that fancy. Either way, on a Friday the week before her Thanksgiving break, he'd gotten his work day traded without letting her know about it and spent part of the day working on his homework for the weekend and the other part getting everything ready. He talked to Violet throughout the day and knew she was planning on coming over before he was supposed to be home from work. Which was why he was waiting for her in his bedroom with everything else seeming normal, well except for the arrows of tape on the floor that pointed into the living room where a bouquet of pink roses were waiting for her with a folded notebook paper note waiting on top of it with her name scrawled across it.